Take me out to the ball game

The other day I got dragged to my first ever baseball game. Met up with some buds from Antioch and instead of running off to the gym, I spent a good chunk of my five-hour break sitting in Rizal stadium, eating pizza rolls and cheering on our friend Enzo. Man, that guy is an excellent bench warmer. S'all good though. We're really big fans of his lameness. Today was actually all sorts of unexpected fun. Towards the end I had half a mind to go all soccer mom on his coach for not putting him on the line up (refer to second to the last shot). Do not mess with my kids.